Original subtitles

( light rock action theme playing)

( hip-hop theme playing)

♪ Uh-huhhh ♪

♪ Uh-huhhh ♪

(tires screeching)

This is Ranger Walker. We're heading north on Fremont.

Roger that, Walker. I'm flanking you.

Any shots fired?

No.

What was that? Shots fired.

(shouting indistinctly)

I'm coming in.

(grunts)

Let me see your hands. Get out!

(grunting)

Eat it.

All right, get up.

Let's go.

( mellow theme playing)

"Bank robbery, grand theft auto,

assaulting civilians and police..."

And you can throw in a few weapons violations.

These guys have had a very busy day.

Yeah, they have.

I can't believe they wrecked my car.

So are you heading out to Camp Justice this afternoon?

Yeah, I'm gonna stop by C.D.'s and have lunch first.

I hear Luther's doing a great job out there.

Yeah, he is.

So, what does he want you to do?

Well, he's starting a new program for the trustees.

He wants me to come out and give him a hand.

That's great. That's great.

Well, don't worry about it.

I'll keep an eye on things till you get back.

Why, should I worry about it?

What do you mean?

You said, "Don't worry about it." Should I worry about it?

No. There's nothing to worry about.

Now I'm starting to get worried.

It...

It's a figure of speech. "Don't worry about it."

It's like "Forget about it."

Forget about what?

You messing with me?

Uh-huh. But don't worry about it.

( playful theme playing)

ALEX: I thought you were heading to Camp Justice.

I am, soon as I finish this game.

Which might be next week... I don't think so.

Check.

(sighing): Well... I'm outta here.

(chuckles)

I'll see you when I get back. Okay.

Oh.

Checkmate, C.D.

(sighs) (door opens)

How the hell does he do it every time?

I don't know, sweetheart, but you ask that every time.

( dramatic theme playing)

Jimmy?

Angel?

Angel Blake.

My God, it's you.

Huh.

You look great.

What's it been?

Fifteen years.

You haven't changed a bit.

I don't believe this. What are you doing here?

I need your help.

I, uh... need to find my father.

( light rock action theme playing)

♪ In the eyes of a Ranger ♪

♪ The unsuspecting stranger ♪

♪ Had better know the truth ♪

♪ Of wrong from right ♪

♪ 'Cause the eyes Of the Ranger ♪

♪ Are upon you ♪

♪ Any wrong you do He's gonna see ♪

♪ When you're in Texas Look behind you ♪

♪ 'Cause that's where The Ranger's gonna be ♪

TRIVETTE: Okay, let's talk about your dad.

ANGEL: All right. Well, um...

I went home after graduation,

after we broke up, and he was gone.

I mean, Mom came home from work, and, uh...

He didn't even leave a note. Pfft.

So he never wrote you, he never called you?

Nope. Fifteen years.

Not knowing if he's still alive...

How do you know he is?

Someone saw him.

Old friend of the family ran into him

right here in Dallas.

You wanna sit down? Sure.

Uh, he even changed his name from Frank Blake

to Frank Gaston.

You have any idea why he'd change his name?

The only thing I can figure is gambling debts.

He's always had a problem with that.

Even when I was little, I remember my mom and dad

fighting about the rent money.

Why do you wanna find him?

My mom died last year.

I'm sorry. It's all right.

He's the only family I got left.

( dramatic theme playing)

GUARD 1: Come on, move it! GUARD 2: Come on, let's go!

(all shouting indistinctly)

DOBBS: Unshackle them.

My name is Luther Dobbs.

I'm the commanding officer at Camp Justice.

Rules: simple.

Do what you're told when you're told.

Follow orders,

and there won't be any problems.

TRIVETTE: Okay, I'll do what I can.

You got a picture of him?

Sure.

Uh...

he's older now.

TRIVETTE: Gambler?

Poker.

He always had a big game every weekend.

Poker. That's a start. You mind if I keep this?

Sure.

Jimmy... take me with you.

Angel, that's not a good idea.

Please, Jimmy.

I'm here all alone, and...

I know I'm gonna go stir-crazy in that hotel room

waiting for you to call me.

All right.

All right, I'll pick you up first thing tomorrow.

Where you staying?

Mayfair Hotel, Room 306.

TRIVETTE: I met her...

during football season one night.

I was in the school library, studying.

In the library? Mm-hm.

We'd lost this big game over the weekend,

so Coach had us doing two-a-day practices every day.

Oh, you must've been exhausted. I was.

So I'm asleep in the middle of my Calculus homework,

and I feel someone shake me.

ALEX: Angel? Hee-hee. TRIVETTE: Right.

So I look up, and she's got this cup of coffee

she's handing me.

Check.

Mate.

You want some more of me, man?

Come on. Ha-ha-ha! No, no, no, no, no. No.

(growling)

I wanna finish this story.

Dadgum it.

What? So, what happened?

Ah, all right. Um... We dated.

And then after graduation...

she comes to me and she says she wants a commitment.

The C word.

Yeah.

And you know how I am about relationships now,

so I... I said, "I can't do that."

And then I came out here and played football for the Cowboys.

And she disappeared on me.

Bam, she was gone.

You know how you're always, always telling me there's one...

BOTH: Special person for everyone?

And you think she's it?

I... I just never forgot her.

Well, Jimmy, I can see how much this woman means to you.

But as your friend, just be careful.

I mean, 15 years is a long time.

The girl that she was then and the woman she is now

might be two very different people.

I'm just gonna do her a favor.

C.D.: Okay, that's enough of that girl talk.

Come on over here. I want a game...

No, I'm demanding a game.

You want some more of me?

Oh, yes, sir.

I'm gonna beat you just like a dirty rug.

All right, let's go, Big Dog.

( dramatic theme playing)

So how are you doing?

I'm okay. So how you doing?

Doing all right. Is this your car?

No, it's not my car. Got in a little accident.

This is what they gave me at the motor pool.

Bummer. Ahem.

Did you just say "bummer"?

Um... just drive.

(laughs)

All right, if your dad liked poker,

we better hit Colby's Tavern.

( upbeat theme playing)

(country music playing over speakers)

♪ Well, I'm pink and red And wonderful ♪

♪ And I feel my world's Complete... ♪

I need some help.

What'll you have, Ranger?

I'm looking for this man. His name is Frank Gaston.

He's a poker player.

Gambling's against the law.

Gus Colby, right? Yes, sir.

How long you had that poker game going on back there?

Sixteen years?

I don't see it, I don't bust it.

All I wanna know is if he's a player.

COLBY: I ain't saying we don't have a game here.

I ain't saying we do.

What I am saying...

I never seen this man, I never heard of him.

That's the truth.

Hey, baby.

Buy you a drink?

Uh, no, thank you.

Come on, sugar, let me buy you a drink.

Please, just leave me alone, all right?

What, you too good for us?

Please, I'm asking you very nicely.

Just leave me alone.

Come on, sugar, give me a kiss. Stop it.

ANGEL: No. Just stop it.

MAN: Come on, give me a kiss, baby, huh?

ANGEL: Now, please stop.

Lady said leave her alone.

Yeah, all right.

We'll leave her alone... but not you.

(grunting)

Leave a tip?

Yeah.

Let's go. Yes, sir.

That was a waste of time.

Well, we got a lot of other places to check out.

Don't get discouraged.

Don't worry. I don't discourage easily.

(chuckles)

I'll tell you one thing, though.

You sure know how to handle yourself. Think so?

Yeah, I do. Really?

Yeah. Well, I had a good teacher.

Yeah? Who?

(boy crying) What?

( tender theme playing)

Hey, you okay?

Are you sure? Mm-hm.

Stand up.

And your knee? Mm-hm.

Wanna get another ice cream? BOY: Yeah.

TRIVETTE: Let's get another one. Yeah.

Let me have another one of this kind.

That what you had?

Taste it.

All right?

TRIVETTE: There you go. Thank you, sir.

You're welcome, sir.

You gonna be all right?

All right.

You haven't changed a bit.

What's that?

You're still the best person I've ever known.

( romantic theme playing)

(engine starts)

You know, I could've hired a private detective,

and I still can.

I have the money.

Why didn't you?

I wanted to see you again.

Do you think people can ever go back?

Go back?

You know, simpler times, innocence?

Us?

I don't believe in going back.

I believe in going forward.

I'll call you when I get something.

Okay.

Jimmy.

Hey, Alex.

How's it going with your friend?

Oh, good.

It's going... It's going good.

Well, I'm happy for you.

Have you heard from Walker? No.

I wonder what he's up to.

Oh, Luther probably just wants him there for moral support,

and Walker's probably giving a pep talk right now.

Come on.

Keep the feet off the ground.

Pedal it.

ALL: Eighty-eight, 89, 90...

Thirty-two, 33, 34, 35... (man coughing)

(all grunting)

MAN: ♪ An ounce of grief Worth a pound of gold ♪

MEN: ♪ An ounce of grief Worth a pound of gold ♪

♪ I don't know But I've been told ♪

(computer beeping)

( dramatic theme playing)

Gotcha.

ANGEL: I knew you'd do it. I knew it.

Angel, I found a Frank Gaston.

Now, it may not be your father.

I know. At least there's a chance that it is,

and if it's not, we'll just...

Just keep looking, right?

You bet.

( dramatic theme playing)

Angel, you'll be fine.

Just be yourself.

If he's your dad, he'll love you.

I'm so glad you're here.

(jazz music playing over stereo)

(doorbell chiming)

Angel, that's not a good idea.

I need to find out if this is my father. Please.

(stammers)

Mr. Gaston?

Mr. Gaston?

Sorry to barge in on you like this...

Turn around.

I said, turn... around.

( tense theme playing)

(both grunt)

(sighs)

I hope I don't live to regret this.

( dramatic theme playing)

Ranger Trivette.

You all right?

Carlos.

What are you doing here?

I've been detailed to the anti-crime unit.

Anti-crime? Yeah.

We're investigating the Andros Gang.

The Jamaicans?

Mm-hm.

What does the Andros Gang have to do

with Frank Gaston?

Gaston?

The victim.

Victim's name isn't Gaston.

It's Granville.

Frank Granville.

Granville.

Didn't Granville testify against the Andros Gang

a few years back?

Yeah.

It was his testimony that put Reg Andros away for life.

Granville was in business with the Andros Gang.

Till he got immunity, changed his name

and went underground.

( dramatic theme playing)

(dance music playing over speakers)

(people whooping)

♪ Get on, get on the floor ♪

♪ Get on, get, get, get Get on the floor ♪

(Jamaican accent): Granville's dead meat, man.

We won't be hearing no more squealing

from that pig.

Your brother's avenged, Mr. Andros.

Aye.

It won't set him free,

but Reg will be smiling today.

BOTH: Irie.

The Angel of Death showed no mercy.

Is that her money?

She's not getting any money.

When you meet her in the morning,

you kill her quick.

And we'll be clear of this Granville business

once and for all.

What you say, Andros?

You want us to kill her now?

You got a problem with that?

No, man, no. Tsk. Look, me just saying,

me gonna kill the Angel of Death,

me wish me had more men, you know.

She sees more men, she knows it's a setup, you know.

Just do it.

Like I said.

Yeah, man.

It's cool.

Me got it.

( ominous theme playing)

TRIVETTE: Yeah, so it's a good bet Andros hired Angel

to square the books

after his brother got life in prison...

and Angel found the perfect patsy.

Well, you have great instincts, Trivette.

She must've put in one heck of an acting job.

Yeah. Yeah.

So, what's your next move?

Well, I ran her real father through the computer.

His name is Wayne Blake.

He died in a car accident about five years ago.

That's about the time that Angel disappeared on me.

Did you check the Mayfair Hotel?

Yeah, first thing.

She's long gone.

Registered under an alias and paid cash.

Left her room cleaner than snow.

That means she's a professional.

Yeah. So how does a Liberal Arts major

become a professional killer?

That's a good question.

You can ask her when you catch her.

She could've killed me, Walker.

Yeah.

Being a pro, that was a big mistake.

Wonder why she didn't.

That's a good question. I'll ask her when I catch her.

Well, watch yourself, partner.

You got it.

( suspenseful theme playing)

You be ready, Luke.

Empty that clip if you have to.

No problem, man.

( ominous theme playing)

(choking)

(panting) (gun cocks)

Is there any reason for me to look in that suitcase?

(grunts)

(gun cocks)

Message to Andros:

my price just doubled.

Now he's gotta pay me for Granville

and for trying to kill me.

Make sure he gets the message.

(indistinct radio chatter)

CARLOS: All right, we're gonna need this boy's statement.

You take care of it.

Thanks for calling.

Thought you'd be interested.

What do you got?

Twelve-year-old boy saw the whole thing.

One dead, one wounded.

You ID the body?

Luke Henson.

An enforcer for the Andros Gang.

What else?

Boy said a black lady did it.

Angel.

You think it was a double-cross?

Looks that way.

That's my car.

CARLOS: Forensics has been all over it.

She wouldn't have left any prints.

She didn't.

Just keys and a note.

Any idea what it means?

Yeah.

Look, Ranger Trivette, I...

I don't mean any disrespect, but...

The Andros Gang is the subject of an ongoing investigation.

We've got bodies stacking up...

What are you driving at, detective?

It's just that this... friend of yours...

She's not my friend.

She was my friend. She's a killer.

And I will bring her down.

Gotcha.

( dramatic theme playing)

ANDROS: What happened, man?

It was the Angel.

She got the drop on us.

She killed Luke, shot my ear off.

She's alive.

The Angel is alive.

Two men could not handle one woman?

She not a woman.

She's the devil himself.

You see, Dred,

the Angel of Death, she not perfect.

She left a witness at the Granville hit.

A Texas Ranger named James Trivette.

Aye?

Now...

we got to kill them both.

( ominous theme playing)

(men chattering)

(reggae music playing over speakers)

( suspenseful theme playing)

(echoing): I need your help.

I need to find my father.

You sure know how to handle yourself.

You're still the best person I've ever known.

(grunting)

(engine shuts off)

Put your hands in the air, Angel.

(gun cocks)

Hello, Jimmy.

Always wondered what this moment would feel like.

Getting caught?

Meeting my match.

Drop it.

You first.

Not a chance.

(scoffs)

I'm looking for a good reason to get out of this life.

You found it.

You're under arrest.

(speaking indistinctly)

ANGEL: It could be so sweet.

Got $2 million put away.

A penthouse in the Caymans.

You're the only man that is strong enough

and smart enough to handle me.

Let me make you happy.

Happy like you have never been before.

You know I can.

That was a long time ago.

MAN: Hey, boss. She's here.

She's downstairs.

(guns cocking)

Watch it, Jimmy!

(screaming)

(gunshots)

( rock theme playing)

(indistinct radio chatter)

This is Trivette. Give me an open line, please.

According to Andros,

Angel fired the first shot.

She did.

She did it to save my life.

( melancholy theme playing)

You have the airports covered?

TRIVETTE: And the trains and the bus stations.

Walker, I've done everything I can think of to find her,

including having the anti-crime unit

cover Andros' club and apartment.

Well, I think it's time you stepped back.

Step back?

Yeah. Do something to clear your head.

It'll help.

All right, I can do that.

Okay, well, keep me posted.

You got it.

(phone clicks)

Step back?

( hip-hop theme playing)

( ominous theme playing)

( tense theme playing)

(sighs)

You gonna kill me?

Not if I don't have to.

What happened to you?

Why'd you become a killer?

What turned you into a Texas Ranger?

No more games, Angel.

What do you want from me?

Payback on the Jamaicans.

I have a tape here...

( action theme playing)

Get down!

(yells)

( dramatic theme playing)

(tires screeching)

I gotta take you in.

I don't think so.

Jimmy, I...

Let's just say that we're even.

(gun clicks)

Angel!

I got this from Angel.

She made a videotape for insurance.

The man's name is Frank Granville.

But he changed it to Gaston.

ANDROS: One of my boys spotted him in town,

but lost the trail.

The double-crossing, squealing pig

got my brother buried in Huntsville for life.

And we want you to go and find him.

And kill him.

Kill him for my brother.

Kill him for me.

Kill him dead so no one will ever testify

against the Andros Gang again.

I don't work cheap.

ANDROS: I know.

That's why you're here.

You're the best.

What's your price?

Five hundred thousand.

Done.

Is that enough to draw up a warrant?

More than enough.

All right, I'll call the anti-crime unit

and put together a task force.

Jimmy, I'm really sorry about the way this turned out.

Yeah, me too.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Thanks for asking.

ANDROS: One... two, three, four.

Four men against two guns.

(chuckles)

Ahhh.

What have I got working for me?

That Ranger, he saw us coming, you know.

I don't wanna hear it, man!

You're hitting the streets,

and you're taking that witch and the Ranger down!

(men murmuring)

Go!

(tires squealing)

(indistinct shouting)

Let's do it! (door crashes)

(indistinct shouting)

(grunting)

(guns cock)

( action theme playing)

ANGEL: I'll take that.

(gun cocks)

(groans)

That's a good plan.

Put it down.

Right there.

Get us fighting Andros

so you can sneak up here and get your money...

and run.

That's a good plan.

And it would have worked.

(grunts)

(grunts)

ANGEL: Do you think people can ever go back?

Go back?

You know, simpler times, innocence?

(echoing): Us?

I'm sorry.

(sobbing): I'm sorry. Oh, Go...

( somber theme playing)

(exhales)

(echoing): Angel Blake.

My God, it's you.

Huh.

TRIVETTE: It's you.

It's you.

( light rock action theme playing)

♪ 'Cause the eyes Of the Ranger ♪

♪ Are upon you ♪

♪ Any wrong you do He's gonna see ♪

♪ When you're in Texas Look behind you ♪

♪ 'Cause that's where The Ranger's gonna be ♪